Paul and Pam made it to Pheonix, AZ this past Tuesday. And the first thing that Paul wanted to do was go to the ball park and get a hot dog. It's Tradition. And I guess the Seattle spring training stadium has something special....a foot-long "Rubian" hot dog! And it was every bit of the 12"! (That's what she said. Anyone? Bryn that was for you!) So anyway....he thoroughly enjoyed the sauerkraut, mustard and onion yumminess. Pam banned him to the back bedroom afterward! Ha ha!
Paul was also very excited to see his "grand puppy" Max! But I don't know who was more excited Paul or Max. Max has a special place in his heart of his Grandpa Paul. He started wiggling and squealing like crazy when Paul and Pam walked in the door. I think the two bonded when Max stayed with them for almost two weeks in January while we were Costa Rica. Even this morning when I came home Max wouldn't even let me pick him up and just ran under grandpa's legs. It's pretty cute!
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